Stormy Nights

Rain taps at my door asking to come in
The wind howls its cries to a lost love
Thunder rumbles and lightning darts
through the sky, a flash bulb in the dark
I listen, and feel, and smell the petrichor
never as happy as the nights when it storms

✨Deferential Devil✨

Bitter Thread

A bitter thread winded
amongst dreams of better things
settling deep, like the roots
of a noxious weed
Through chambered rooms
it snaked and slithered
choking a soul-weary heart

It was the biting taste
of iron in the blood
a terrible, loathsome reeking
of copper and rotten things
set aside and long forgotten

While lies filtered through veins
up to my brain to swear their hatred
Spoken as soft as a whisper
from a stage miles away
it declared that I was alone
in a world full of people

✨Deferential Devil✨


Things I wish I’d said
hugs I wish I’d given
places I hoped to go
but mostly
the face I wanted to see,
to kiss, to watch light up
feel their chest rise
and fall, and hear
their pleasure
Things I wish I’d done

✨Deferential Devil✨